Voices At The Tavern Door
Friends and readers. The questioned asked the answer given. Again it may be asked but in a different form, the answer remains the same. What why and when rain down each time the answer is thrown back the hands desperate to move in tandam with the answers but they are stuck fast beneath you.
The circle of questions continues as the coffee gets cold and the biscuits go uneaten, gladiators it seems we are but who might strike the fatal blow. recollection is deliberatly vague to tease out the coiled spring of the killer question.
You first, no you as the climate improves certainly inside anyway. Is it death by firing squad or hanging maybe both. Concentration slackens is this a variety show with the acts entertaining each other until the main event. You can hear in the distance or does your mind play tricks, 15 rounds of boxing decided by a knockout or points and no low blows.
Ding Ding round two no clear winner yet but a couple of jabs got through. Going round in circles and that old dizzy feeling is starting to take effect wonder if the coffee is laced with something truth drug perhaps. This fight will not go the distance and a rematch looks certain. The rounds continue as does the circleing, so it’s no contest.
Date and time of rematch. Boxing promotor will let you know guess which one the promotor is.
November 6th, 2009 at 11:58 pm
Possibly, possibly